On a pallet in one corner lay a pale emaciated female. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over. From the window he saw The Tigress faring toward Copeley's! Then somebody was coming? Some political high muckamuck, probably. "Is this Misther Wudd's, my pretty miss?" demanded the rough voice of the Irish watchman. She was still good at following orders.
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